"His name is Marius. He is so clever, Monsieur. And beautiful. I wish... But he doesn't. Of course not . He has lovely hair. Like you." That wound, when she realised that Marius would never look twice at her, still stung.
She was surprised when he put the jumper round his shoulders, and she debated ditching him and running off. But she craved this, this interest in her and she needed more. She decided to stay. "And you, monsieur? Where do you come from?"
Re: pfft that said brush instead of link before autocorrect got to it but sure alright. hahaha
"His name is Marius. He is so clever, Monsieur. And beautiful. I wish... But he doesn't. Of course not . He has lovely hair. Like you."
That wound, when she realised that Marius would never look twice at her, still stung.
She was surprised when he put the jumper round his shoulders, and she debated ditching him and running off. But she craved this, this interest in her and she needed more. She decided to stay.
"And you, monsieur? Where do you come from?"